Pony

“Well, yeah, I wanted a pony. Doesn’t everyone?” She stared at the therapist defiantly. “It doesn’t mean something sexual to want a pony! Even little boys want to ride ponies, it isn’t just girls.” She crossed her arms and stared out the window. “You’re really digging if you have to start looking for whether or not a kid wants a pony of their own.”

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Author: Virginia DeBolt

Writer and teacher who writes blogs about web education, writing practice, and pop culture.

4 thoughts on “Pony”

  1. The bent over bewhiskered old man would walk alongside his equally old pony and little red cart down the city streets. He eked out a living as a vendor selling hot dogs in the New York neighborhoods. We children could hear the soft clickety clop of the pony’s hooves on the road. He always looked tired. We felt sorry for both the old man and the pony and would beg our mothers for money to buy a hot dog. It wasn’t so much that the hot dogs were the greatest. It was that we could sense this was a tough way to earn money. That old man’s feet must have really hurt at the end of the day as he finally sat down to count what little he’d earned.

  2. It seems we Americans have invented words & phrases based on metaphors for a very long time. “Pony up” is one of the older, with evidence of use dating from early 1800’s. A pony is viewed as a small horse. To pony up means to make good for a small debt; to pay what’s owed even if it’s a mini-amount (or maybe BECAUSE it’s small amount.) “C’mon Joan, pony up what you owe, otherwise you’ll never play poker with us again.” I absolutely love metaphors: cloud, pony, the web, trip, cocoon, god/God – and so on. Nouns become verbs and vice versa. It’s proof of “living” language!

  3. “Pony up the fifty you owe me,” Nick said from behind his Armani sunglasses.

    “Yeah, yeah,” I pulled out a crisp $50 and handed it to him, “here it is.”

    “You wanna go double or nothing?” He asked.

    “I’m not made of money,” I said.

  4. Children often ask for things that are not even remotely attainable. It’s what they do. Their eyes don’t count the cost. They see only the object of their dreams and they dream big.
    I was one of those little kids who wanted a pony. I had no idea how much they cost, or how we would provide shelter and food for the animal. I just loved horses and thought the pony would be a dream come true. A Palomino. Perhaps I was influenced by seeing the horses my uncle had on his farm in Allegan, Michigan.
    Dad did something remarkable. He made a stall in the back of our garage and he bought us a donkey instead. Now is that love or what? “Jack” came to live with us for about three months, then he needed a better home. Dad gave him to a farmer.

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